3/24/09

Perhaps it's more accurate to say it's one of the first things he ever slurred at me, while taking strands of my hair and holding them under my nose.'Huh-huh, youave a moustache.''Well so do you''Haha... hyeaahh. Iwuvyoo.'I carefully pushed him away and walked back over to the other guys.

'Iwuvyoo, potatogirl! Potatogirl!' (A nickname i got appointed earlier, when we found out about our mutual love for potatoes)

I'm sure he didn't mean it then.

Who would have thought that half a year later, we'd be where we are now.

n.b.: Daniel is making me mention the fact that I was well hammered and very loud that night. I was obviously very attractive.

I should also mention that he is not a retard, but a very intelligent and well-spoken person. When he's sober. And I wuv him very much too.

anyway, old music rocks better than new, even tought there are few pretty good bands / singers at the moment.

Listening old Michael Jackson makes me wanna buy red 80s leather jacket.Queen is allways wonderful.and guess what is the song I allways play in repeating when I am running?bon jovi - livin on a prayer.*hhahhah* never get tiared.